I'm very proud of myself as it says in the title for how far I've come and the different and exciting things that I do. However, there are times that I feel sadness. I know that this is a stage of grief, but occasionally I do have a pity party thinking of the dream that I have burst and missing it. I know that it was a dream that was in my mind and never real. I move forward and all this is going on inside of me. I feel alone and wish that I had someone in my life. I can't help thinking that there will be someone new someday.
Last night was PASTA NIGHT. I had a wonderful time. He didn't go. To be controlling, he went through, "I'm going.....I'm not...." "I'm going.....I'm not....." Finally when he decided to go two days ago, I told mim that it was all sold out!!!!!! He couldn't go!!!!!!
I had a wonderful, fun filled time. However, I couldn't help but look at couples. Men looked like men. I know from stories told to me by friends and colleagues that their husbands, lovers are normal. I thought, "WHY ME?" Then I buried the thought because that could be so destructive.
I was asked where he was and I said that he was suffering a depression because of his illnesses. That wasn't it. He is suffering from the loss of control. I saw that loss of control when we went to the dentist and I asked him to see my office. He couldn't give a compliment because he was jealous.
When I got home he was asleep. I started some simple chores and there he was. I suspected that he wasn't sleeping but would love to blame me for waking him up. I gave him no satisfaction. He asked how OPEN SCHOOL NIGHT was and quickly re-corrected to PASTA NIGHT. I said good. I said that he was missed. That was politically correct. He wanted to know by who and I said, "PEOPLE." There is no sense in giving him names that he can curse. He gave up and went back to bed.
In the morning as I suspected, it would not be discussed. But, I smiled inwardly because I knew that I had hit another milestone. I would never have to bring him anywhere that I could get to. That's fine with me.
I hope the Almighty will grant me good health to continue to work. I am grateful that he does these things so that the Almighty can help me to make informed decisions.
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